Ginny nodded, feeling a rush of sympathy for him. If she thought it was hard here being an older female, it must be even moreso for him. "I hope so, too," she said. She wondered a little if he could get in at the place Lily was working; she was fairly certain she'd mentioned there being an art department there. Maybe she'd talk to her about it over the weekend and see what she thought. Since it was such a paper-thin hope, she thought it best not to mention it to Dean yet; if it worked out, it would be a pleasant surprise for him.
"Of all the times and places to get stuck, huh?" She said as she glanced to him before she turned the corner and started down toward the diner. But like he'd said ... it could be worse.
"I'm still looking," she confessed. "Maybe I'll have to pop up a note as well. Not sure what sort of skills I can offer, because I don't think they'd take me seriously as a writer here and ... I wouldn't know anything worth writing anyway."